Life as it grows from <br />The very depths of the Earth, <br />As snow had covered the surface, <br />As if Death had laid waste <br />To the world for over <br />A millennia, <br />The first flower springs, <br />Grows from the ground, <br />The first sign of life. <br /> <br />It is beautiful, <br />With its colourful yellow petals <br />And its radiant warmth <br />And light as it emanates <br />Its luminescence from <br />Its pistil and anthrax. <br />It is birth, the first sign of life, <br />For spring has finally come <br />In the way of Demeter's mirth.<br /><br />Justin Reamer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/first-spring/
